Zerena cursed under her breath as she struggled to get her key into the lock. Why was the thing so damn sticky? The smoker was talking to himself and staring at her. She wasn't really surprised that this place had gathered the crazy, she wouldn't be surprised if one more room over was a drug addict by the looks of this place. She only managed to get the key halfway in before she took a step back and kicked it. If it wasn't for the smoker, she'd probably just pick it and this would all be over with. It didn't help any that her ability to open this door now required more luck than it did force.
She pulled it out and looked at the lock, inspecting the handle. She sighed, "You know... At this point, you should probably just take a picture," She looked over at the man and cocked an eyebrow, "Or would daddy not approve of that?"
She normally found that when confronted about their own mutterings, most normal people decided to go back into their own little worlds. Not to mention, she wasn't really scared of him or anyone here really. She could easily handle herself against inebriated human, a piece of cake against the monsters and demons she had been dealing with over the years. She turned her attention from him to the key in her hands. Remaining crouched she started to pick some of the sludge out of the ridges. It looked like someone had tried to fix it and somehow failed miserably at the task, only making it worse.
She sighed and reached into her bag, she didn't care what this guy would say, she was done with struggling with her lock. Bringing out two long sticks of metal, she made quick work of the lock. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard the click of the lock and stood opening the door before she bent over to return her lock picks to her bag and gather her things.
Madeleine leaned her head back as she walked down the street, reveling in her latest kill. The way the woman had beaten on the man thinking he had brought in a third woman. The look on the man's face as he watched her first walk to the bed before sitting on the edge of it. The way their screams sounded as she muffled them in her hands. They were in an apartment building after all. She couldn't let anyone burst in to spoil all of her fun. Boy, had she had fun. Something about the intimacy of an apartment had made the kill all that more satisfying. Sure, the screams were always nice to hear but the threat of her fun being disrupted and inflicting so much pain without allowing them to scream... It was really quite wonderful.
Her heels made a rhythmic clacking noise as she walked. Heel, toe, heel, toe. She didn't know where she was going... Maybe in search of another victim... maybe find another demon and paint the town red... Well, she had all the time in world to figure out just what it was that she was going to do.
Olesya had been going to check on Atlas and make sure that he hadn't swindle the poor casino out of too much money when she saw the light. She pursed her lips and assumed this was something worth telling Atlas about... There was clearly another Angel. She headed into the casino and asked a waitress about anyone cashing out large amounts of money and was told about a man who had left moments prior but seemed to vanish. That was definitely Atlas, he must had turned invisible... Maybe he had seen the light, she figured it was best just to go to him. She stepped outside and in an instant was on the sidewalk across the street from the Archangel she was looking for. In the road, she noticed the man that she assumed to be their new arrival threaten a car with his blade. She barely had time to react though before Atlas ran in and pulled the Angel out of the street and onto her side of the road. She stepped forward then and placed her hand on Atlas's arm, "Be nice," She said, giving him a bit of a stern look.
She then turned her attention of the angel and smiled at him, "You haven't been to Earth in a while... Have you?" She asked, her voice soft. 
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